Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains growin’ like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
All my mem’ries gather ’round her, miner’s lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice in the mornin’ hour she calls me,
The radio reminds me of my home far away,
And drivin’ down the road I get a feelin’
That I should have been home yesterday. Yesterday.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain mamma, take me home, country roads.
Take me home, down country roads. Take me home, down country roads.
1971 – Bill Danoff, Taffy Nivert and John Denver – Performed by John Denver –
Album: Poems, Prayers & Promises